Epic Gaster Novels & Stories

GODMOTHER. Giordana. I heard a loud gasp behind me but I refused to turn to the source of the sound. "Oh my God Dana! Are you okay? What happened to you?" Said Rita as she rushed to where I was and held me. "Shit, you're burning up, you have a fever." I didn't reply to her for fear of bursting into tears so instead, I continued to stare into space avoiding her eyes. "Let me help you up okay?" She put her hand across my back under my arms and helped me up. I stumbled forward with a gasp as pain shot through me again.

Eros, Gaia, and Rhea all stayed to check on me. Gaia and Rhea were doing their best to soothe me. Eros wasn’t really sure what to do. When he looked into my face, he told Gaia and Rhea to move away from me. He then took my face in both of his hands and stared straight into my eyes. As soon as I focused on his eyes, he started to instruct me to breathe with him. There was a faint and odd burning smell coming from somewhere near us. It distracted me enough to get me back to the reality of our situation.

I point to each of them and they shake hands with her and she nods and smiles. “Wonderful, ok Gaia, I want you to lie down and we will have a look at your pups.” I do as she says with her help. I unbutton the top of my shorts and roll them down when she places tissue and tucks it in, exposing my belly more. “This gel will feel a little bit cool, but it won’t harm your pups it’s so I can see them clearer.” She squirts a blob of blue gel onto my stomach and smears it with the wand. She presses down slightly and I get the urge to pee.

Something was returning—fast, angry, uncomposed. Ghast arrived first, not in his cloud-skin but on four thunder-boned limbs: lion-shouldered, dragon-ribbed, seven tails flensing the air in agitated braids. Stormlight ran his seams; ozone gathered in his wake. He knelt and pressed a proud head to wet stone. The lake crept toward him and stopped, as if to gossip. Echidna’s smile was a curved blade. “You are early, my breath.” Ghast lifted his head. Four pale lights in the planes where eyes should have been flickered, then steadied. “Not early,” he said, voice a weather change. “Hungry. I tasted a name at the water’s edge, and it bit me back.”

Without a word, he undoes his pants and lets them drop on the floor. Next, he tugs his white boxers down his muscular legs. His dick swings up, long and thick. Jake takes a step closer, then another one. When our bodies are almost flush, his dick brushes against my stomach, leaving a streak of moisture near my belly button. "Are you sure?" He asks. "Yes." I say. "Yes I'm sure." I say again. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Have I ever told you that you're beautiful?" Jake's says and I roll on my stomach, my ass in full view for him to admire.